Hello im rishie …and here is my story starts since I was born till present … I was born at 2nd April and my family got me ,when I was born my family get some changes coz they...
Family
I do belong and I will be successful
I’m not really sure where to start, but I’ve had the need to open up and share what I’ve been through maybe to possibly help younger teens and younger kids having a difficult time or...
Type 1 Diabetes Disease of the Mind
My name is Christian Courtney and I want to share with you how Type 1 can be more than just a physical disease but a mental one. I was diagnosed around age 13. One day during football...
A Life Of Loss
Life began for me in February 1991, I was born to two wonderful parents Leighton & Jacqueline, my mum had me later in life at the age of 48, she had two sons from her previous marriage...
Always love everyone despite what they do to u
Hi! Am a young girl and am 19years old, have been through alot at my age and it only made me strong, at times i feel I am alone and have noone to talk too. have always lived with my parent...
Dzinza Diaries – Generational Letters
Letter from My grandmother She said work hard, be smart and always remember what you look like is always more important than what you say. She said a woman has to be seen before she is...
You are NOT alone🌹Scars to your Beautiful
When I was little I grew up in a bad neighborhood. The people who were in my house were not trustworthy or safe to be around. My biological parents were always out with there friends...
Hello God, it’s me…
April 12, 2020 I admit. I am LOST. I was just asked by son if when will his baby sister be coming back here from heaven. It’s so hard to find the right words to say to him, because I know...
Life story
Hey everyone thank you for sparing time to read my story. If I could inspire anyone with my story I’ll be highly obliged. My story starts when I was 9 years old. I had a happy family...
How Can VR Help Disabled People Like Me
“Life is difficult. This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths.” This is the opening line of the book “The less traveled road” by Scott Peck. When I first read this back in...